Road to the Cross – a little boy in the crowd

Me and my mummy and daddy and my brothers and sisters always go to Jerusalem for the Passover. It’s a long way to travel from our home but we go along with our friends and neighbours so we always have fun playing games with each other.

 

But this year it was different.

 

When we arrived in Jerusalem it was busy as usual but everybody was very angry. I didn’t understand what was going on. It was all very scary and confusing.I asked my mummy and she said that Jesus was a bad man and deserved to be punished.

 

On the Friday we were in the middle of the crowd and we saw Jesus trying to walk down the street carrying a heavy beam of wood. He was covered in cuts and blood.

 

It made me cry. He came to where we were standing and he looked at me.

 

He didn’t look bad.

 

He looked sad.

 

He looked at me the way my daddy looks at me when he tells me he loves me.

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